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Finding The Warlock

added by Druid 11 years ago BM S

Darius had to find the warlock.

He dashed out of the men’s room into the back hall of the nightclub. He glanced around, frantically, and chewed his lower lip. He looked like a
guy who’d only just started lifting weights: his huge muscles were almost down to the point where he’d be considered “slender”. At least his
mammoth cock was still with him.

He spied what looked like the raven-haired man who’d summoned the flash of light and invoked this curse on him. He strode over, fast,
pushing past several others in the bar. He scowled. Some of them were fat and a few were skinny; not worth his time. All of them, though, were
“stallions” or “jockeys”.

“Get outta my way,” he growled.

The tingling in his muscles returned as he pushed and shoved his way through the crowd. He didn’t even notice at first, this time, but by the
moment he reached the warlock, he saw that the guy was a bit taller than he remembered. When he grabbed him by the shoulder and turned
him around, he was staring eye-to-eye with the 5’8” fellow.

“What th’ fuck...?” He looked down at himself and saw his body getting slim and slender, his clothes hanging off himself like they were on a
wire hanger. He was even a little bit shorter! His toned, slim physique was now so slender he looked like one of the boy-toys who frequented
the bar to be used and abused.

The warlock smiled broadly. “Well, looks like someone’s been an ass-hole,” he said.

“You gotta un-do this! Now!” Darius shouted.

The warlock just shook his head. “I don’t think so. Besides, you’re lucky: I left you a “stallion” ... I could’ve made you a “gelding”.” He winked at
the words and Darius blanched, putting two and two together.

He grabbed the warlock by the shoulder and shook him. His muscles and body tingled again. “Damn it: change me!”

The warlock frowned at the treatment and shook his head. “Change you, eh? Fine...” With a cool wink from those too-green eyes, the warlock
conjured up a pale, glow that surrounded Darius and sank into his flesh. The nearby patrons looked over at the quarrel, assuming the two were
having a lover’s spat.


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